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How to become a poet.


nottoogreen

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Bloody rationalizing engineer. Guess time to start reading poems.

 

DEMOLITION

 

The demolition crews are out,

And twice this week, I saw

Crunching into brick and steel,

A huge crane's T-rex maw.

 

And, as God speaks through symbols

That mirror truths within,

The jaws of mighty Shiva

Are what I feel I've seen,

 

A vision forged in brick and steel

For me to contemplate

Processes of death and birth

Directly immanent.

 

Tomorrow there'll be rubble

Where the building stood today.

And after that, some trucks will come

And haul it all away.

 

Then the construction men will come.

A scaffold will arise,

And in a year the doors will open

Of some new enterprise.

 

The skyline of the mind

Adjusts to what we see.

I'll scarce be able to recall

The way it used to be.

 

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